Whisper

(Cale Charles) Verse 1:

I got a couple main squeezes

Different women with the same features

Physically speaking, I mean

And, if you'd include the wet ones, then they would be the women of my dreams

Amanda thinks she runs shit; diarrhea

Same girl used to blush when I would greet her, now she fuss when I don't see her

And, I'm like, "How you got it twisted?"

Yeah, we used to kick it when I'd visit on occasion

But, we never shared relations. You're eye candy, and good for presentation

But, your personality reminds me of a psychiatric patient

Physically, you deserve admiration. But, depict you as a word? "Aggravation"

And, because of your nerve, I'm mad impatient

Trying to be my girl, I'm glad I'm vacant

And, I know that you gon bitch and then cry

I also know you said you can't resist it when I whisper

[Hook]:

Whisper softly; softly in my ear

Whisper sweet things; things I love to hear

(MAT-B) Verse 2:

Got a couple of side bitches, a couple of ride wit ya's

A couple of LV wearin 2K playin mind givers

A couple of bomb beauties. You would think they're time tickers

A couple we ain't a couple but still them mine, nigga

And me, I be the captain; Extraordinaire at rappin

A chill muthasucka who's never been hip to actin

And them? Well, sometimes man, them chickens get to yappin and snappin

And make ya boy lose it. Almost get to snappin, but never

That's that ho shit. I got something better

They on a terror, I sit Em down and utter something clever

I school them like robin givens, Head of the Class

The heart, I rob and they give in, now I'm detailin the uh

And I just spit that poetic

I'm slick. I know it, I know it

I'm pourin Moët just to get these girls more wet

I set the setting so well

Loretta Devine, blowin pine, just waitin to exhale like..

[Hook]

(Scoop) Verse 3:

I got a couple girls, I got a couple women

And no baby mamas cause I don't fuck with children

I would love to laugh, but I ain't fucking kidding

Scoop deliver that sweet shit, so they love to listen

Oh so sweet. As sweet as a Hershey kiss is

They love me out in public be blowing a nigga kisses

You need to chill with that one, shorty. You are not my Mrs..

But, I will let it slide if you badder than three sixes

Damn. With a little more emphasis

Like, "Damn!" Can you tell what the difference is?

Her legs can't get along like people and their differences

So she spread them apart and opened up her heart

She thinks that I'm super man, but I am only Clark

Now she's about about to cum, and I ain't even start

Sent her into cardi-ac. And well, I fulfilled her wishes

And all it took was..

[Hook]